"real."
Ning Yue nodded seriously, "He is the Evil Emperor."
After a pause, Ning Yue was a little curious: "What would have happened if I had crushed this jade pendant?"
"I'll be there."
Nalan Qian said with a strange expression.
"Luckily I didn't crush it, otherwise we would have been served in one pot."
Ning Yue was a little scared.
Nalan Qian glared at Ning Yue.
"Teacher Nalan, you are in the third realm of the Martial King. You are indeed very strong, but the gap between you and the Martial Emperor is not even a tiny bit, just like the gap between you and me, right?"
Ning Yue said.
"I really didn't expect that he has been promoted to Emperor Martial. Haha, yes, he is willing to become a demon and perform various forbidden magic techniques. With his strength and talent, it is normal for him to be promoted to Emperor Martial..."
Nalan Qian murmured to himself.
"Teacher Nalan, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."
Ning Yue saw Nalan Qian deep in thought, so he said goodbye.
"Wait a minute, your cultivation seems to have improved in the past half year."
Nalan Qian came back to his senses, looked Ning Yue up and down, and said with a strange expression:
"Are you subtle?"
"Teacher Nalan has good eyesight. Even if he has a breath-condensing ring, he can't hide it from your discernment."
Ning Yue nodded and flattered him.
"If I remember correctly, you are only nineteen years old this year, right? At nineteen years old, you are a great martial artist. Haha, this speed of cultivation has broken the record in our Jidao Academy!"
Nalan Qian: "Old King Wu also said that you have a leaky body. If you didn't have a leaky body, your root bone test must be at the first level, which is higher than mine."
"What grade are you in?"
Ning Yue asked casually.
"Second grade."
Nalan Qian said calmly: "Even if I am only second grade, I still have the possibility of being promoted to Martial Emperor. If you give me some time, I will be the second Martial Emperor of Jidao Academy in the future, and I will definitely be ahead of Cheng Huatian."
"Yes, Teacher Nalan is definitely more talented than Teacher Cheng. I totally agree with this."
Ning Yue nodded, very sincerely.
Nalan Qian ignored Ning Yue's flattery, and his eyes gradually became weird, making Ning Yue feel a little hairy:
"You already have a heavenly body, how could you be promoted from innate to lowly in just half a year?
You have already gone to two of the four realms of a great martial artist. If I give you a few more years, wouldn't you be able to reach the realm of being a great martial artist and a quasi-king? "
"Teacher Nalan, I think so too, but with my heavenly leakage body, it would be great to be able to reach Yuanling in a few years, but the quasi-king doesn't dare to think about it.
I'm afraid there won't be much chance of becoming King Wu in the future. "
Ning Yue sighed.
Even in front of Nalan Qian, he didn't want to appear confident. Only by hiding his clumsiness could he survive better.
"Yes, King Wu, it's very difficult for you. No matter how good your luck is, your ability to reach this point has exceeded everyone's expectations.
But don’t be discouraged. There are only a few martial kings in the Great Zhou Dynasty? To become a great martial artist, you are already ahead of 99% of the people.
If you can be promoted to Yuanling in the future, not bad or anything, and have the support of Jidao Academy, who would dare to look down on you when you go out?
This status in the world is enough for you to live in style for the rest of your life. "
Nalan Qian comforted.
"I hope so."
Ning Yue smiled.
"You have failed this mission. There is no reward. Please step back."
Nalan Qian waved his hand.
"Fine."
Ning Yue cursed in his heart, turned around and left.
He didn't plan to ask for any rewards. He still had one hundred and thirty-three Qi Rushing Bullfighting Pills, which could be exchanged directly for credits and then for spiritual materials, which would be enough for his subsequent practice.
…
…
"Isn't that Ning Yue?"
"Not dead yet?"
"I thought he died outside in the past six months..."
"Is this guy now a student of Feilong Academy just like us?"
"probably……"
When the students in Feilong Academy saw Ning Yue, they all had strange expressions on their faces, as if they were surprised that Ning Yue suddenly appeared again after being missing for more than half a year.
"Brother Ning, here it is, here it is!"
Suddenly, a figure waved to Ning Yue.
Ning Yue raised his eyes and greeted him with a smile on his face:
"Senior Brother Xue."
It was Xue Shan who called him. When Xue Shan saw Ning Yue approaching, he immediately said: "Brother Ning, where have you been for the past six months? Why haven't you seen anyone?"
"I went out for something."
Ning Yue said.
"It just so happens that the prince is going to visit Jidao Academy in a few days. Can I help you introduce him?"
Xue Shandao.
"Prince?"
Ning Yue thought about it and smiled tactfully, "I will start to retreat in a few days."
"That's it, that's such a coincidence."
Xue Shan murmured.
After exchanging a few words with Xue Shan, Ning Yue said goodbye and left, and then came to the Alchemy Building of Feilongyuan.
Huo Qingyang was busy at the counter. When he saw Ning Yue, he was slightly startled. Then he realized and asked subconsciously:
"Classmate Ning, are you here to buy the Angry Fighting Pill?"
"This time I'm here to sell the Qi Chong Bullfighting Pill. I wonder how many credits it would cost the academy to recycle a Qi Chong Bullfighting Pill?"
Ning Yue smiled.
"Come to sell? It seems that I bought too much before."
Huo Qingyang thought to himself, and then smiled, "If it is recycled by the academy, one piece is worth two hundred credits."
"Isn't this too deceptive? One pill only costs 200 credits? You didn't sell it for 300 credits."
Ning Yue's face darkened.
Huo Qingyang smiled and said: "Ning, please don't misunderstand. This is a rule. There is nothing I can do about it. These rules are set by the higher authorities."
"What? Are you angry about selling Bullfighting Pill?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Ning Yue's ears.
Ning Yue looked around and saw that it was Zhou Yue's eldest brother, the third prince of the Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Qiankun.
"I have it, do you want to buy it?"
Ning Yue said calmly.
"You used the credits to buy the Qi Chong Bullfighting Pill, right? Haha, with your level of cultivation, if you swallow the Qi Chong Bullfighting Pill, you are seeking death, and you can't refine it at all."
Zhou Qiankun sneered and said: "Two hundred credits per pill, I want it. How many do you have, I want."
"Are you sick? I sold it to the academy for 200 credits, why should I sell it to you?"
Ning Yue rolled his eyes, and then said to Huo Qingyang, "I'll ask someone else."
"good."
Huo Qingyang looked at Zhou Qiankun, quickly replied to Ning Yue and pretended to clean up the counter. He did not want to join in the feud between Ning Yue and Zhou Qiankun.
Who in the Jidao Academy didn't know that Ning Yue had a bet with Zhou Yue, and that Zhou Yue lost miserably, and that part of the credits came from Zhou Qiankun?
Seeing that Ning Yue ignored him and was about to leave like this, Zhou Qiankun's expression suddenly darkened, and he stretched out his hand to grab Ning Yue.
Before his palm landed on Ning Yue's shoulder, Ning Yue turned around and grabbed Zhou Qiankun's palm.
Seeing this, Zhou Qiankun's true energy surged instantly in his body, and his hand immediately gained tremendous strength, intending to crush Ning Yue's palm directly.
But after a few breaths, Ning Yue's palm remained motionless and did not look like it had been crushed. Ning Yue still looked very calm and calm, with even a hint of cynicism in his eyes!
